Ensign Lady Hakari
Yazria heir to the Yazria family, or Hakari if you didn't wish to
annoy her, looked around her quarters at TES Amarria, the Imperial
Academy's primary training centre for new officers. She had spent the
last three years of her young life in these walls but now finally she
had graduated, as Valedictorian no less. She sighed to herself as she
thought about this, once again debating weather she should of
enlisted under a assumed name, what some once called the old boy's
network was still around, and even in the Empire rather then her
native Kingdom she could never be sure if it was her or her name that
people rewarded.
She smiled as she
brushed a hand against the new socket on her neck, one of a series
descending down her back, at least her class position, however it was
earned, had allowed her to choose her assignment. She suspected her
family would be disappointed in her, but shed chosen, and been
accepted for, Capsuleer training and to be seconded to the 24ic, the
outfit commonly known as “The Milita” and the one most involved
in the fight against the Matari Tribal hordes. She took one last look
around, then gathering up the single duffel she had, unlike most her
family she was never much of a pack rat, she left the quarters that
had been her home for three years and headed onward to her new life.
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